Angelcraft1011

You wake up on a bed of shriveled flowers. It is very cold, much colder than you would have liked. Luckily, you were wearing your jacket. You sit up, and look around. There is nothing around you except for the backpack you brought with you, it is slightly ripped, but it will still work. You get you your feet, and grab the backpack as you walk down the small corridor. When you get to the other room, all you can really see is a shaft of light trying to heat up the area around a golden flower. As you walk closer, you realize that, much like the flowers you landed on, this one was a dark yellow color, rather than a gold, and was slightly shrivele